Maneuvering down the stairs
facing a fear
trying not to look down
when a spider jumps on my ear
Losing balance
grabbing a rope
quashing a scream
losing hope
Struggling to reach the steps
certain my fate has been sealed
fog envelops me
taunting me to yield
Praying
while letting go
wind picks me up
trying not look below
Floating in the air
life passes before my eyes
moments of humor
before I die
Landing on the ground
into some soft brush
realizing I am alive
what a rush
Getting up
having faced a fear
walking away from the steps
grateful for life so dear
copyright 2021 Debbie Pierce